Gu Jiao got up before dawn, washed up, and, as her first order of business, went to feed the chicks belonging to little monk Jingkong.
The chicks had grown significantly and would occasionally crow. If no one got up, they would eventually stop.
There was a small marketplace nearby, in a different direction than the Guozijian college, and it didn't take long to get there on foot.
Gu Jiao put a basket on her back and headed to the marketplace.
"Steamed buns! Fresh, delicious buns!" a vendor shouted.
Gu Jiao went over and asked him, "How much is one bun?"
The vendor noticed the birthmark on her face, but he didn't react strangely at all. As expected of people from the Capital City, they were not easily shocked.
The vendor smiled and said, "The large meat buns are three wen each, and the brown sugar buns are two for three wen! Miss, how many would you like?"